"Little grandpa, this bowl of rotten rice is cooked with the kind of second-class rice sold by Uncle Zhenbang." Yang Ruoqing said.

"What?" Little old Yangtou looked stunned.

"How is that possible?" He couldn't believe it.

He looked questioningly at the other people at the table, and the other people's expressions gave little old Yangtou an answer.

Little old Yangtou left Yang Huazhong's house with staggering steps.

"Third uncle, why don't we go and smash the table?" Yang Yongxian asked Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong said: "Since your little grandpa knows, let's not rush to smash the table and let your little grandpa handle it."

The best way is for the little grandpa to persuade him, or use his father's majesty to suppress Yang Zhenbang, so that Yang Zhenbang can stop as soon as possible.

It is estimated that little old Yangtou was unable to control the situation, because rice grains were being sold enthusiastically at the counter at the south end of the village.

Yang Huazhong said: "If it doesn't stop at noon, I will go to some village elders to talk about this matter!"

At noon, news came from the south end of the village.

It was said that little old Yang Tou was chasing Yang Zhenbang with a stick. In anger, the old man poured wine on all the rice grains on the table and set fire to it.

Little old Yang started a fire and burned the several hundred kilograms of rice and the table.

The whole village was talking about this matter. No matter what kind of news it was, they couldn't hide it. Everyone soon discovered the abnormality of the rice grain.

The cheap kind is half made of sand. After washing it, it will be good if you can drop three or four ounces per pound.

Second-grade rice looks white, but the more times it is washed with water, the darker it becomes.

If you rub it with salt water, it will immediately reveal its original appearance, turning yellow and green, which is obviously moldy rice.

"Everyone, please don't eat this rice. If you eat this rice, you will get sick, and in serious cases, it will be life-threatening!"

Yang Ruoqing asked Yang Huazhong to hold a pair of gongs in his hand and walk through every alley in the village, knocking them and shouting.

"Are you waiting to starve to death if you don't eat the rice you got from selling your land?" The villagers were very depressed.

"You can eat moldy rice, right? It'll be fine once it's cooked. In previous years, water flooded the granary at home, and the rice became moldy due to dampness. We also ate it, and it's still fine!"

"Hey, Li Zheng and the others are doing this for our own good. The body belongs to us, so we'd better not eat it. Otherwise, we'll get sick if we get sick."

"What's good for us? It's like standing and talking without fear of back pain."

"If you really want to do something good for us, why don't you open a warehouse and put some grain for us? That year when there was a flood, porridge was distributed, but now I can't even bear to throw out half a grain of rice. The richer I get, the stingier I become!"

"That's right, that's right. Let's eat the grain we buy from our own land. We can eat it as we want. Mix some wild vegetables with more water and cook it in the pot for more time. It should be fine..."

"I'm not afraid even if something happens. I would rather be a ghost who is exhausted than a ghost who is hungry..."

The villagers all held their own opinions, and not many appreciated it.

All these reactions from the villagers were fed back to Yang Ruoqing's ears.

"True words are harsh to the ears, and they will suffer the consequences of their stupid behavior." Yang Ruoqing said nothing more, got up and went about her business.

In the past two days, she received a letter from Zuo Junmo.

The transportation team escorted the mountain goods to Hangzhou, and the journey went smoothly.

After the mountain goods were sold out, I purchased another thousand kilograms of rice from the local land of fish and rice.

On the way back, there was a heavy rain, and the transport team was afraid that the rice grains would get damp, so they found a small town to take shelter from the rain, which delayed them for more than ten days.

When Zuo Junmo wrote to her, the rain had stopped, the sun had come out, and the transport team was on the road again.

They will definitely be coming back at full speed along the way, so if nothing else happens, they should arrive home in the next two days.

As long as the transportation team arrives home, there will be rice, and everyone's urgent needs will be solved by then.

Yang Ruoqing only told Yang Huazhong, Sun and Xiaoqin that the transport team was bringing rice back, and had no intention of making it public.

Why?

This has something to do with her character.

She doesn't like to say anything in advance if it doesn't really happen.

The world is a bit chaotic now, the north has been making trouble, and there are too many variables.

Unless thousands of kilograms of rice are actually in her hands, she will make the news public.

Because they did not listen to Yang Huazhong's advice, the villagers who bought Yang Zhenbang's rice went their own way and ate the moldy rice.

As a result, a bunch of people were vomiting and having diarrhea, and the threshold of Fu Bo's house was almost broken.

Not to mention, there is an old lady in Lijia Village next door who has been sick in bed for a long time.

As a filial son, I bought rice and went back to cook a large bowl of rice for my mother so that she could have a good meal of white rice.

As a result, after eating only half a bowl, the old lady's lips turned purple and her eyes turned white.

Uncle Fu, carrying the medicine box, had just stepped into the courtyard door of his house when he heard his wife's cry coming from the house. The old lady had already gone...

That son was the eldest filial son in Lijia Village. How could he be willing to obey when he saw that his mother actually lost her life because of a bowl of white rice?

On the same day, I asked several uncles and aunts at home to carry the old lady and the door panel to the main room of young old Yangtou's house. They asked Yang Zhenbang to come out and give an explanation, otherwise he would report to the official!

Not only did Lijia Village get into trouble because of eating this moldy rice, but other surrounding villages, Yujia Village, Zhengjia Village, and Jinjia Village also had troubles one after another.

As the village with the largest sales of moldy rice, Changping Village naturally had its share of accidents. It had the most accidents, but no lives were lost.

Why?

Because Yang Huazhong banged the gong and shouted from door to door, reminding everyone not to eat the moldy rice.

Although everyone was talking behind his back, showing disdain and saying that Yang Huazhong was fake and well-intentioned, they were all afraid and did not dare to eat more.

Therefore, the hostages in Changping Village suffered from mild food poisoning and suffered from vomiting, diarrhea and general fatigue. No lives were lost.

"Uncle Zhenbang refused to admit that there was something wrong with the rice. He didn't even give an explanation. He didn't even give me a penny. He hid outside and didn't dare to go back to the village."

Yang Huazhong just came back from old Yangtou's house and told old Yangtou and Yang Ruoqing in the main room about the situation there.

Old Yangtou sighed and said: "Zhenbang doesn't know what he is doing, so why does he always do some evil things?"

"Hey, talking about the old lady in Lijiacun, I have an impression."

"When I was young, she was a famously handsome daughter-in-law in Lijia Village. Many young men from ten miles and eight villages secretly despised her. Now those young men who despised her have become old men."

But the goddess I once loved ended up dying on a bowl of poisonous rice...

"It's true Zhenbang, the old lady is so pitiful and died unexpectedly, so why can't she give her a few taels of silver to appease her family? She's so stingy!"

Yang Ruoqing sneered and said: "Uncle Zhenbang will not pay compensation even if he is beaten to death, not even a penny."
Chapter completed!